My roommate took him back to the clinic today so that he could hang out in her office instead of being in the apartment with the cats, and now one of her clients is now taking him on to foster or even potentially adopt him themselves. This person is involved in husky rescue, so he's in very good hands. I know it's a much much better scenario than us keeping him (the cats were moving past cautiously wary to openly hostile) and I'm happy that his fortune has turned for the better, but I'm going to miss the guy! I didn't get a chance to say goodbye. :(